The Unbroken

There is a brokenness Out of which comes the unbroken,A shatteredness outOf which blooms the unshatterable,There is a sorrowBeyond all grief which leads to joyAnd a fragilityOut of whose depths emerges strength.

There is a hollow spaceToo vast for wordsThrough which we pass with each loss,Out of whose darknessWe are sanctioned into being.

There is a cry deeper than all soundWhose serrated edges cut the heartAs we break openTo the place inside which is unbreakableAnd whole,While learning to sing.

-Rashani

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I am Emerson Jane Browne. I write about Brains, Apps, & Productivity, and many other aspects of Life. I speak to TBI support groups, speak and teach workshops at tech, music, and writer conferences. I consult with organizations on strategic planning and building a strong community.